Choose Life

PF Project

Choose Life.

Choose a job.

Choose a career.

Choose a family.

Choose a fucking big television,

choose washing machines,

cars,

compact disc players and electrical tin openers.

Choose good health,

low cholesterol,

and dental insurance.

Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments.

Choose a starter home.

Choose your friends.

Choose leisurewear and matching luggage.

Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics.

Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning.

Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows,

stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth.

Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home,

nothing more than an embarrasment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future.

Choose life.

But why would I want to do a thing like that?

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